Thin Old

In the northern countryside in the 1960s, the wind and snow covered the adobe courtyard walls. Li Shoutian took the borrowed gift and married Wang Xiulian from a neighboring village. There is no vigorous joy, only a room of bitter cold that cannot be cured. The earthen bed is thin, the food is simple, and the days dug out of the land are full of grinding misery. Crops, wind and snow, illness and human feelings weigh on the shoulders of ordinary men and women. There are no legendary encounters, only a generation of people struggling to survive inch by inch in the barren years, looking for a little stability in the midst of hardship.